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Chapter 19 You Can Get Married
Yu Zhaoyi didn't like drinking milk, not that it didn't taste good, but she was lactose intolerant and would have some stomach discomfort after drinking it, but Yu Ma insisted on letting her drink it.

To say "persistence" is still too exaggerated. It's just that Yu's mother thinks that drinking milk is good for her, and occasionally she will give Yu Zhaoyi a glass of warm milk when she feels overflowing with motherly love.Yu Zhaoyi refused most of the time, but turned around and gave it to Dad Yu.

But this cup was brought by Jiang Huan, so it was hard to refuse.

Yu Zhaoyi stretched out his hand to take it, very politely, reaching out to catch the cup wall with one hand, and holding the bottom with the other hand. The cup was very narrow, and it was inevitable that his fingertips would touch it slightly during the handover.

Jiang Huan felt Yu Zhaoyi's cold fingers and expressed concern: "Wear more clothes so you don't catch a cold."

Yu Zhaoyi nodded, and the temperature of the cup spread to his palm, making it much warmer.

In fact, she didn't feel very cold just now. After he reminded her, she realized that her temperature was indeed low. She held the cup of hot milk and took a sip, and her upper lip was stained with milky white.

Yu Zhaoyi felt that this was inappropriate, so he sucked it clean with his lower lip.

Jiang Huan watched as if he was waiting for her to finish drinking.

Yu Zhaoyi is not used to eating in front of others, especially drinking milk. What does it mean to be watched by the person he just confessed to?
Under Jiang Huan's gaze, Yu Zhaoyi did not dare to take a second sip, or even raise his head. There was no need to guess. Jiang Huan must have spent the last time studying whether she was wearing the right front and back of her new clothes. His eyes were watching her drink milk.

What a nice look.

Yu Zhaoyi held the cup, raised his head with difficulty, and tried to speak with difficulty.

He just opened his mouth, but no words came out.

She didn't know what to say at all, but at this moment, Gao Yue's words "Ask him again if he wants to marry you" unexpectedly echoed in her mind. This sentence was like a magic sound that lingered in her ears and kept echoing.

Yu Zhaoyi swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt thirsty. He lowered his head and took another sip of milk to embolden himself.

The room was silent except for the sound of Yu Zhaoyi drinking milk and swallowing. She felt embarrassed and prepared to take a small sip and let the water pass through her throat and enter her stomach.

There was silence in the room, and the two people stood face to face, feeling awkward.

Yu Zhaoyi hoped that Jiang Huan could sense this weird atmosphere, say something to relieve it, or take a few steps around her room to look around.

But he seemed quite satisfied with the atmosphere and didn't take a single step. He even stared at Yu Zhaoyi's face without moving his eyes for a moment.

Yu Zhaoyi didn't look up at him, but she just knew.

He just knew that Jiang Huan was looking at her.

The most violent thing on a typhoon day is the wind, which makes the loquat tree planted in front of Yu Zhaoyi's house roar loudly. The rain hits the glass, making a clear "ding-ding" sound.

If you don’t remain silent in silence, you will explode in silence.

Yu Zhaoyi drank all the milk in one go, swallowed it down, raised his head, and said in a loud and confident voice, "Are you willing to marry me?"

Jiang Huan just looked at her like this, watching her boldly meet his gaze. She was wearing thin clothes, her fingers were cold, and she probably felt cold all over her body, but her eyes were warm and surging, full of expectation. , also full of the tragic and heroic death.

Jiang Huan actually wanted to laugh, but the smile was indeed inappropriate. He held it back and continued to look into her eyes.

After a few seconds, Jiang Huan still didn't answer.

Yu Zhaoyi lowered his eyes, then raised them again: "If you..."

"Okay." The two said in unison. Yu Zhaoyi didn't realize what Jiang Huan said for a moment, and looked at him blankly, "What?"

If she heard correctly, Jiang Huan just said "yes"?
what can?
Is it okay to get married?

"You can get married." Jiang Huan finally moved and took a step closer to Yu Zhaoyi, "You can get married, just marry me. Are there any questions?"

Yu Zhaoyi shook his head stupidly, but couldn't even say "no problem".

As if she were in a dream, as if in her own fantasy, would Jiang Huan marry her?

She was still standing there stupidly, her thoughts drifting far away, but she felt a warmth on the back of her hand. Jiang Huan's hand covered it. It was slightly rough and had some thin calluses, probably from doing too many experiments.

But the warmth was fleeting, Jiang Huan just took the cup and let go.

Yu Zhaoyi stopped him before he left.

Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked silently.

Yu Zhaoyi asked with unsteady breathing, "Can you say it again?" As soon as the words came out, she felt stupid. What could I say? What if Jiang Huan was just hot-headed and confused? What if he was already gone now? I regret it, what if he refuses this time?
Jiang Huan smiled, and Yu Zhaoyi felt that her heartbeat was half a beat slower at this moment. When he opened his mouth and waited for the answer, his heart felt like it was burning.

"Fool."

Yu Zhaoyi froze on the spot.

Why did Jiang Huan scold her?
Yu Zhaoyi spun around on the spot, threw himself back on the quilt, beat the bed under the quilt, and cursed himself angrily for why he let him say it a second time.

Just two words are enough for Yu Zhaoyi to think about it for another night.

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The way men and women get along during the ambiguous period is completely different from the way men and women get along after a confirmed relationship.Even if the two people in the ambiguous period have a good impression, they still seem to be separated by a layer of distance, close and distant at the same time.And when the two confirmed their relationship, the film was torn open and the two were intimate.

Yu Zhaoyi discovered the secret the next morning.

Jiang Huan personally cooked early in the morning, prepared a rich and nutritious breakfast, and placed it steamingly on the dining table.When the two went out together, Jiang Huan put a scarf around Yu Zhaoyi.

Yu Zhaoyicheng was so frightened that he even lowered his head. In an extremely pious gesture, he let Jiang Huan wrap the scarf around his neck.

As for Jiang Huan himself, he also wore a pair of the same style and color around his neck, which looked like a couple's piece.

After agreeing to his proposal last night and getting a set of couple scarves early this morning, it was hard for Yu Zhaoyi not to think about when he had prepared it, and also to think about their previous actions and actions, and look for some clues in them. Subtlety.

The end of November in Haicheng was extremely humid and cold. Coupled with the influence of the typhoon, Yu Zhaoyi's hair was blown by the wind as soon as he went out. When he frowned and was worried about his commute, Yu Zhaoyi, who originally wanted to take the subway, was Jiang Huan pulled into his big black umbrella and approached the Bentley step by step.

Yu Zhaoyi didn't want to trouble him, but Jiang Huan held her hand very matter-of-factly, helped her open the passenger seat, and said, "It's really troublesome to go to work on a typhoon day, I'll see you off."

When Yu Zhaoyi wanted to politely refuse, he was already in the passenger seat and his seat belts were fastened.

It would be too pretentious to refuse again.

In the windy and rainy weather, the Bentley drove to the school where Yu Zhaoyi worked, shielded from the wind and rain. Before getting off the car, Jiang Huan told her to pick her up after get off work at four o'clock.

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(End of this chapter)